My ramblings....

Oh I

The turning tide rocks me in and out of a hazy sleep
One where you're there, one where you're not
Clams and seaweed streamers clammer to grab hold of my fingers and wrap themselves around my legs, holding me, softly captive, to the shattered coral sands
While an ancient cetus cries out from afar, slowly turning it's wise, sea-crusted head
It beckons deep and wide

And you, you stand silently, always
Shoulders strong, upright in the waves, in the shallows
Or watching from the shore
You stand with bare feet and weary eyes
You watch me and I try to sit up amidst the tidal pull
Holding my knees close to myself, my hair licked with salt and wrapped around my neck
I wish you held me here
My lungs and arms are getting tired of the battery
And you've always been much stronger than me
If you could only just cover me from the drying sun, and keep me steady for a while
Then I could finally find rest on sand or sea

posted by Unknown @ 9:39 AM